Until today. Or yesterday, rather.
Apparently I was the sober one today. Or yesterday, rather.
But it was OK. Because I wasn't about to start drinking for real because my friend mentioned that he talked with you-know-who and it seriously ruined my evening.
I was bummed all through the football game and couldn't stop seeing her face until I fed the jukebox after the game and then I had four straight hours of pretending-to-be-drunk singing.